Become a legend in Hong Kong

Because Lin Bin was unreasonable and suspected of carrying weapons on stage, the second round was suspended for two minutes. The four judges discussed that in order to maintain order in the arena and ensure the fairness of the competition, extra points would be awarded to He Jinyin in this round.

The audience unanimously believed that the judges' results were fair and just, promoted the positive energy of the competition and were full of sportsmanship, and they should applaud to show their support.

However, they had a general fondness for the ancient Chinese boxing style represented by He Jinyin, and they were reluctant to applaud, so the applause was sparse. Some people threw plastic water bottles into the field and cursed the wealthy Yan family who had cut off the water flow for fake boxing.

Lin Bin: ()

In the first round, due to an argument with the commentator, he failed to throw a single punch and ended with zero points.

On the contrary, He Jinyin did a good job in breaking up the fight and maintaining the order of the competition. The judges gave him moral bonus points.

Now that the second round is coming, He Jinyin is in an absolute advantage. If he doesn't score or knock down in the next round and a half, don't even think about sending the videotape.

Thinking of this, Lin Bin became furious and shouted in his heart that it was unfair. He had played so many games and had never heard of him being scored for breaking up a fight. It was conceivable that everyone from the referee to the audience, including the four judges, were targeting him.

Fortunately, he reluctantly gave Ali two tickets so that she could see his heroic appearance on the field. Now, he has nothing but jokes.

What, Ali was looking at Liao Wenjie the whole time without even looking at him?

Even more angry!

Lin Bin was so angry that he twisted his mouth and glared at He Jinyin with fire in his eyes, vaguely overlapping Liao Wenjie's face that needed to be beaten.

If it weren't for the rules of the ring competition and this kind of fun, he could kill him with one punch.

Next, no matter what tricks Gui Wangda played, he would kill him quickly. He Jinyin died on the way to the hospital with one blow.

"start!"

Following Wen Tailai's wave of his hand, Lin Bin stepped forward, put his right fist under his abdomen, and punched He Jinyin quickly.

The punch was overwhelming, and under the overwhelming energy, Gui Wangda at the edge of the ring almost couldn't stand still.

He Jinyin let out a light sigh, turned his body to the side, his feet slipped, and he slithered through Lin Bin's armpit like a loach, easily completing the dodge.

Lin Bin was stunned for a moment, but without thinking much, he struck at He Jinyin continuously.

The fists are in the wind and the legs are shadowed, and the swords in the hands are swept across.

In an instant, the entire arena was like a strong wind, blowing so hard that Wen Tailai hid his face and cowered in the corner, and the four head judges were secretly frightened.

"It's amazing. Lin Bin has achieved so much at such a young age. His future is truly limitless."

"It's a pity that a piece of beautiful jade was picked up by Neon Karate. If he was a disciple of my Eagle Claw Sect..."

"I don't think so. Although he attacks fiercely, he actually takes a sideways approach. He focuses on the outside but not on the inside. He lacks a bit of strength and softness. He will not last long."

In short, although I can't beat him, he just can't.

"Wait a minute, didn't you find anything wrong with He Jinyin?"

"Indeed, although his steps were messy, the timing of each dodge was very precise. He got stuck at the point where Lin Bin exerted the strongest force, making Lin Bin, who had both speed and strength, look extremely clumsy."

"Interesting, is this really the first time they have fought against each other? Why do I think Lin Bin is cooperating with He Jinyin in acting?"

"Uh, could it be that Lin Bin also... what about that?

"..."x4

The four referees on the sidelines suspected that Lin Bin was fake, and He Jinyin thought so too. Lin Bin punched and kicked, and every move was very familiar to him, and his body was even more familiar.

In the past month, every time Liao Wenjie beat him, he used this method of punches and kicks, and he had long been familiar with it.

The difference is that Liao Wenjie's rhythm is faster, more stable, and more difficult to dodge.

Lin Bin was not the same, his rhythm was a little slower, and he could easily find gaps to dodge.

According to Liao Wenjie's emphasis, Lin Bin's force value was even higher than his, and his punches would only be faster and harder. He would not be able to survive the third round without using psychological tactics.

But now...

Suddenly, He Jinyin realized that not only the referees, judges, commentators, and audience, but also the opponents were one of his own.

Lin Bin accepted Liao Wenjie's red envelope and used fake punches to make things worse.

This can only be the case, otherwise there is no way to explain this limp fist.

He Jinyin suddenly realized that Lin Bin became more and more frightened as he fought. He never expected that a guy whom he regarded as a man of pleasure would be able to fight him head-on with ease after putting aside his conspiracy.

impossible!

Lin Bin suddenly quickened his tempo, pressing down overwhelmingly with his fists and feet, turning into a human-shaped blower, destroying the entire ring with strong winds.

Under the violent attack that could not be splashed, He Jinyin dodged calmly and took advantage of Lin Bin to score some effective points.

It didn't hurt much, but it was extremely insulting. Lin Bin's self-esteem was severely hit.

On the sidelines, the two hosts who received the red envelopes became energetic. Although they didn't understand anything, it didn't stop them from bragging at all.

"Friends in the audience, we can see that there are ghosts and ghosts on the ring, and He Jinyin's figure is everywhere. Senior brother tried his best to catch it, but he could only eat farts."

"Tsk, Senior Brother's punch is obviously not good. It has no strength at all. I can do it too."

"What the hell, why is Senior Brother so weak?"

"I saw it. It seemed that He Jinyin kicked him in the knee."

"No, please take a closer look."

"I see, I saw it wrong. It was clearly Senior Brother who had a close encounter with others last night, and his legs became weak from exhaustion."

"Yes, that's it."

"..."

Under the ring, a man and a woman communicated quietly.

"Did you hear that, that guy is a pervert, stay away from him in the future."

"Well, it's up to you!"

Ding~~~

At the end of the second round, Lin Bin returned to his corner like a sleepwalker. He still hasn't realized what happened.

He Jinyin was sitting on the chair enjoying the massage, scratching his head and saying: "Master, it turns out that the other party also collected money from Brother Jie, why didn't you tell me?"

No one told me!

Ghost Wangda complained in his heart, shook his head violently, and slapped He Jinyin on the back of the head: "Silly boy, what are you talking about? Your master, I will collect the money, and the other side can't collect it either. You feel relaxed and effortless because you are used to it." Ajie's fist hit him, and in comparison, the opponent seemed slower."

"is that so?"

"yes……"

Gui Wangda turned his head and looked at the audience, feeling quite emotional in his heart. As expected of him, he had a unique vision and was unique in the world. He caught the eye of Liao Wenjie's martial arts talent at first sight and even gave him a set of iron martial arts for free.

This investment will not be a loss.

…

Ding~~~

At the beginning of the third round, Lin Bin had not yet come out of his daze. He ignored Gui Wangda who was throwing grenades below and was punched in the face by He Jinyin.

Gua Sha level output, no pain or itching.

He raised his hand to rub his nose to dispel distracting thoughts, looked directly at He Jinyin who was jumping back and forth, and used the psychological tactics of Duanshui Shui's school: "You brat, if you dare, just stand still and let me punch you."

"???"

He Jinyin was stunned when he heard this. What kind of fool's statement was this? It was just like "there is a flying saucer behind you". Only fools would fall for it.

Because he was stunned for a moment, he was punched in the chest by Lin Bin. He slid back with his feet on the ground and stopped against the ropes of the ring.

Feel……

He Jinyin patted his chest. It hurt a little, but it could be covered up. He had to bear it dozens of times every day, so he had long been used to it.

Without a single punch to KO, Lin Bin's mentality that he finally managed to regain immediately collapsed. He couldn't even figure out what made Lexe completely different within a month.

In the audience, Liao Wenjie's cell phone rang in his arms. A smile appeared on his face and he patted Ali on the shoulder: "Let's go, there is no suspense in this game."

The senior brother may have some moves yet to come out, but He Jinyin didn’t use the ground technique ‘Golden Snake Wraps Hands’. Even if the two were tied in the third round, He Jinyin could win by relying on his scores in the first two rounds.

The outcome is decided.

"Where are you going? Your home is still..."

Ali had no interest in this competition, so she hugged Liao Wenjie's arm and whispered, "My parents are visiting relatives in the countryside, and there is no one at home tonight."

"Okay, you go back first. I just received a call. Someone invited me to a dinner. I must be there."

"Who?"

"A big brother I recognize, I haven't seen him for a while."

"Can't we go together?" Ali shook Liao Wenjie's arm aggrievedly.

"Be good and be obedient. I will go find you after the dinner is over."

…

Time goes back four hours.

Monk Changdeng took several senior members of the Grand Association and waited for the mainland sightseeing tour group at the train station. After some greetings, he had a "homely meal" at the Grand Association before setting off for the entrance of Eunuch Chen's underground palace.

Among several senior members, there was an acquaintance of Liao Wenjie, Zhang Lihua, the 38th generation descendant of Zhang Tianshi.

Yan Zhen is still the leader of the mainland sightseeing tour group. Although he is not the most capable, he is experienced in traveling from north to south. He is familiar with the local customs and has friends all over the world. He is the most suitable leader.

Here, there is also an acquaintance of Liao Wenjie, Tiancan.

As soon as he got off the train, Tian Can wanted to call Liao Wenjie, but Yan Zhen persuaded him to do business first, instead of visiting the scenic spots first. The tour group's free time was in the evening.

A group of people entered through the manhole cover, walked to the open space of the square, and inspected the dilapidated underground palace.

More than half a month ago, Eunuch Chen was killed by a mysterious man. Chang Deng mistakenly thought that it was a monk friend from the mainland who was helping him. Strong reinforcements arrived and killed Eunuch Chen. In addition, the mysterious man did not like him very much, and his interest was waning. After that, I no longer contacted the mainland tour group.

The news about the sudden lights out in the sightseeing group made me confused for a moment. I pulled up the world map, carefully analyzed the general environment, thought about the regional situation for a while, and held meetings for two weeks in a row. I thought it would be safer to stay put.

Afterwards, the monk's friend called Changdeng, and the two sides chatted for a while, and then they realized that everyone had misunderstood.

The sightseeing group was rescheduled and the group arrived at Hong Kong Island.

In the underground palace's red gate, one monk touched the cracks in the wall, silently calculating the strength of the mysterious man's attack.

Chang Chongzi and Zhengxin.

"Bald donkey, this is not the right place. You should be able to smell something if you use your dog's nose and sniff hard."

"Let me try……"

Without doubting that he was there, he took a deep breath with an astonishing lung capacity, and then his forehead turned matte.

"How's it going? Did you smell anything?"

"You turtle grandson plotted against me, you farted!"